THAT”S RIGHT GUYS. JUNE 15 is Faith’s B-DAY (as well as our French Exam), so be sure to wish her a happy birthday (as well as luck with her exam #prayforusjune2k16)

Without any further ado, here’s a lot of sappy stuff I’d never say to her face.

REASONS I HATE FAITH

She reads as many books as I do, as fast as I do. It’s like I’ve been waiting my whole life for the this pint-sized ball of manic energy.

She has the exact same sense of humor as me… which has led me to the realization that it’s pretty sad (I’m joking, so chill :P)

She got me into book blogging, which means that I spend 20% of my time on Goodreads, and 40% talking to other bloggers, 20% crying over how pretty everyone else’s blog is, 15% doing random ugly things on Photoshop, and 5% actually panicking and writing blog posts. Thanks fam. XD

She’s so happy. Faith, it was Monday morning and I don’t need you vomit rainbows. That only makes me want to die even more.

STAHP. (Not really tho)

She cheers me up. Either she makes fun of me, or starts cracking terrible jokes. Do not underestimate the power of awful jokes.

How it feels like, sometimes, getting hit by her jokes. You’re on your way ranting, when BAM, here’s a terrible chemistry pun. #FAITHGOALS

She is so easy to annoy. Sometimes, I can’t help myself.

We think so alike it’s scary and cool. Mostly scary. And a boon at school projects

She’s an editor on the school newspaper with me, which makes the long nights kind of worth it. I mean, we basically procrastinate, so it’s all good.

She is the master at procrastination 😛 I learn new tricks from her every week.

Faith is Faith.

Scientists have proven that the longer this post is, the worse Sarah’s french mark becomes, so I’m going to sign off now – but don’t forget to comment guys! (Basically, this is my lame attempt at a birthday present for her, so it’ll be really awkward explaining it if no one cares )

One word: exams.

Hear ye! (Well, read ye.) Today we have an announcement & we’re going to make it short and sweet!

Basically to rephrase what Paul at The Galaxial Word (his blog is awesome, go check it out!) said right here, we (the two of us + Paul) were thinking about possibly creating some sort of blogger collab/blog tour thing!

So here’s the dealio: if you’re interested in joining our random collab fest, feel free to drop us (or Paul) a comment and – if you have one – a topic idea! ^-^

Happy Sunday!

Hello! In case you were wondering, we’re Sarah & Faith and this is the second half of the Infinity Dreams Award which we have been nominated for by Jess at Mud and Stars (thank you!) many MANY moons ago. Here we go!

1.Which fictional character is most like you?

Faith: Like I said in the other award, I guess I’d connect with Leo and Percy’s humour the most.

Sarah: … … … Literally no one. Can you find me one sassy, impulsive, Arab Canadian in YA literature? Nah.

2. Which books have made you cry?

F: I’ve mentioned this before too but Black Beauty. I haven’t really cried for many books though. Internally I have. If you didn’t know, Salt to the Sea was pretty grief-inducing. (I mean, I do become an emotional wreck and I cry but I’m not physically bawling the Niagara Falls. But internally I am. Same difference.)

Niagara Falls, everybody. (Technically called Horseshoe Falls but they’re all technicalities.) After having gone on about 12 trips there (I’ve literally counted), you’re somewhat not so amazed anymore. But this shot is pretty epic. You could get hotel rooms with this view. Pretty cool, I guess.

I should also mention, my book. My future presently unwritten book. If you assume that I’m going to say something along the lines of “I’d cry because of how horrible it would be”, then yes. You would be correct.

“Guilt is a hunter. Fate is a hunter. Shame is a hunter. Fear is a hunter.”

Salt to the Sea is one of those books that coerces Faith into delivering one of those rare and (somewhat) thoughtfully serious reviews. This is the sort of paradoxical book that is a timeless historical work of fiction.

Grief. If you do not feel grief post-reading this book, then perhaps you’re not completely sane. Possibly for the first time, I am feeling appropriately salty. Evidently, reading this book will make you upset… but in a good way? I believe that this means that the book has done its job. It’s appropriate especially when considering the title and the tale.

Sarah 7.0: I like to blame my Arab parents. We have a thing for long names with lots of a’s.

Sarah 6.0: Then why is your first name blacked out? Surely nothing bad can come out of putting 5 letters on a website. Besides, it’s like written 50 times in this page alone.

Sarah 7.0: That’s that thing… It’s not my real name.

Sarah 6.0:

So you’ve been lying to us the whole time. Wow, SARAH , thanks for the trust.

(F: She’s the opposite of me. Alright, to all Sarah’s peeps: you can now all come over to my sideee… you can have FAITH that I’m a truth-teller. Faithfulness is (literally) my first name. [And actually, my middle name is another adjective. BEAT THAT, WORD NERDS! Uh, I mean, isn’t that kinda cool? If you feel like caring?] Important side note: I’m probably naming my children Joy and possibly Hope. I named my beta fish Happy once… then I found him curled up in the corner of his tank one day. He wasn’t so happy anymore.)

F: Now, here’s a Christmas GIFt. 😉

HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO KNOW IF SHE REALLY LOVED THE BOOKS SHE LIKED? MY 7.0 version is a lie! What if she’s a figment of Faith’s imagination? #blogception (F: Right. Because I talk to myself. IT’S NOT WHAT YOU THINK.)

Sarah 7.0:

#sorrynotsorry

(Bonus: any one who can guess my real name (it’s an anagram, btw) will not get a prize, but a shout out and an interview with SARAH trails of into maniacal laughter) Ahem, let us move on.

Sarah 6.0: Why have you been so inactive in the blogosphere as of late?

Sarah 7.0: … But I’ve been active. Whatchu talkin’ ‘bout?

Sarah 6.0: I’m not talking about posting, dummy. (I swear, I get dumber with every reincarnation). I’m asking you why you are so… not verbose. I mean, look at Faith. She comments paragraphs wherever she goes, and manages to spread rainbow vomit and unicorn farts no matter how tired she is. Paul and Yarravy agree with me, right?

Sarah 7.0:

I’M SORRY I’M SHY, OKAY? I mean, it’s hard to think up of comments. I mean, do you want to know how Faith and I became friends? DO YOU? (F: It was… terrifying to say the least. Also, on the outside I think we make for a kinda unlikely pair.)

Sarah 6.0: Uh, no. But if you could answer my original question, that would be great.

Sarah 7.0: I WAS SO WEIRD BACK IN YEAR 9 THAT I NUMBERED ALL MY NEW FRIENDS. Wives 1-69. That’s right. WIVES. We still laugh about it now.(F: AHHHH THE BEANS HAVE FINALLY BEEN SPILLED! I actually get nightmares about it now. I think I was around no.18?? #stillscarredtothisday)

Sarah 6.0:… What was the point of that tangent? (F: Wait, what point? There’s many points in a graph for a tangent function… )

If you are lost looking at the image, don’t worry, I was too. And I still am. I DID SO HORRIBLY ON THESE I’m getting stressed looking at this. Math is not my strong suit. (I was more of an “ace of spades” than an “ace of hearts”. I didn’t heart math. I aimlessly stabbed at it with my rusty metal spade. You can tell that I really aced math.) Pun count: 1348 Way too many puns on puns.

Sarah 7.0: TO SHOW YOU HOW AWKWARD AND SOCIALLY INEPT AND COMPLETELY UN-VERBOSE I AM. MOVING ON.

Sarah 6.0: …What are your pet peeves? The tl:dr version please. (F: THE IRONY. I had to Google what tldr was… no comment. ACTUALLY here’s my comment: EVERYTHING I SAY is probably marked tldr by someone out there. XD )

Sarah 7.0: Well. I hate Mexicans, burritos, tacos, books, Faith

Sarah 6.0: –

WAIT WHAT?!?

Sarah 7.0: Hm? Was it something I said?

Sarah 6.0: Wha- How- Why- HOW DO YOU HATE BURRITOS? And what did them Mexicans do to you? Sarah, I swear, if you have been reincarnated as some racist Donald Trump supporter, I will end my life (and yours) with my BARE HANDS! I mean, you can’t just go and say that on a blog? What would your mother think? Honestly, I’m so disa-

Sarah 7.0: I WAS JOKING! (F: Dude. Girl. Sarah. Whatever your name even is. You don’t joke about that stuff. YOU DON’T JOKE ABOUT HATING BOOKS. Off limitos. Oh yeah, and there’s me. Don’t hate me.)

Sarah 6.0: Wait, why do you hate racial profiling?(F: Buuuuuuuut you don’t mention why you hate Faith. Right. Or left because I’m left handed. Just curious, who’s left handed out there?? * raises left hand *)

Sarah 7.0: Before I wore my head scarf, people would take turns guessing where I’m from. Like I’d get every country on that map (oddly enough, except where I’m actually from). UK, Australia, Russia, Brazil, South Africa, Chile, Morocco, Spain, India… you name it, somebodies guessed it (excluding Japan, and China – I have been asked if I’m half Korean). People would look at my hair and ask me if I was half- insert ethnicity here. It was pretty annoying after the first time. Though, now I only deal with TSA/Airport security checks every single time I fly internationally. #arabgirlproblems

Sarah 6.0:.. So where are you from?

Sarah 7.0: Egypt. You know, just in case I haven’t mentioned it a billion times already.

Sarah 7.0: Do you want to read lines of blacked out names? Cuz we all got five names. And they already stalk the blog enough as it is. I don’t need to give them more fodder. (F: Huh, they read our blog? Shoot. WHY?! They’re going to be reading some misconceived ideas about me… I’M NOT ABSOLUTELY CRAZY AND I DON’T SHOUT ALL THE TIME! Though I just did.)

Sarah 6.0: I see you have a … very loving relationship.

Sarah 7.0:

We are.

Savages. We are so cruel to each other it’s actually pretty funny.

Sarah 6.0:

Sarah 7.0: Do you want to hear about the time we wrecked-

Sarah 6.0: – OKAY. It’s Sarah’s bed time, so GOOD DAY AND NIGHT FOLKS! We sure hoped you enjoyed this utterly random post: be sure to check out Becca’s original post.

Sarah 7.0: MMMH HMM MHMM HHMH MMMMM

Sarah 6.0:

Sarah 6.0: We’d like to nominate you, dear reader, to interrogate yourself and enjoy the madness!

DEAR is an acronym at my elementary and middle schools, for Drop Everything And Read. On this blog, I’m gonna use it to review either books I really liked (or really didn’t) in an open letter format. I hope you enjoy this!

Helloooooo everyone! Today, we become the Sorting Hat ;)

This week, we are participating in one of the more popular, recent tags… RIP IT OR SHIP IT! We decided to put in our favourite and most despised characters on paper, where we cut them up (the names NOT the characters, though we may have liked to haha – no murderous thoughts indeed) and took turns (alternating) to randomly draw them.

We now present to you our reactions to our character combinations… at times cute or simply strange and others… just flat out disturbing. We hope you enjoy as we play matchmaker, putting our Sorting Hat abilities to the test and introducing poor characters to their very own doom (or their future fiance(e)s)!

Hey there, amazing reader!

Yes, I’m talking to you. As you may or may not know, we have an Instagram (@sublimereads)! Currently, I’m farming dust bunnies over there but if you leave us your username, we’ll follow you!

Since it’s a bit difficult to keep track of everyone who has an Instagram and whom we’ve followed, I thought that this would be a good solution. So just to reiterate my point: If you’re reading this and don’t think we’ve followed you but would like us to, comment your user! We’ll follow all of them. 🙂ANYWAY. I will try to make more of an effort to post more regularly on our account!